Dear Human Owners,
We know you must be worried about us, and we want you
to know that we are OK. We're not sure exactly why we couldn't get back into
the car after you stopped and let us out on the highway.
It was dark and we were frightened. I think maybe that
is why we couldn't move quickly enough to get back into the car before it
started up and took you away from us.
The man who found us was nice, but he seemed very sad.
He was amazed that such a healthy, well-fed, cute-as-the-dickens litter of
black and white mixed-Boxer puppies our age would be thrown out like trash.
Not long after you left a pickup truck drove by very
fast. My sister, she is the one you called Boopsie, remember? Always saying she
was so cute and clumsy? She couldn't get out of the way in time. I think the
lights must have blinded her. She just whimpered once before it hit her. Then
she was very still, and didn't make a sound.
I begged her and begged her to get up and follow me, I
told her I thought I could find our way back home. But she wouldn't move so I
left her there beside the road.
Then I started down that same road that the car you
were in took you. I only got about 100 yards down the road from Boopsie when a
car pulled out to pass another one. I could only stare in amazement.
That's where I was laying the next morning when the
sad man, I know he was crying when he picked me up, put me in the back of his
truck next to Boopsie. I wanted to lick his face to make him feel better but I
couldn't move. The sad man said now we were in Doggie Heaven, and wouldn't ever
have to depend on our human parents to care for us ever again. He said we were
probably better off for that.
We hope you will be ok without us. Maybe Boopsie and I
were just too much of a burden for you, and you'll be happier without us. The
man who dug this nice bed for Boopsie and I on the side of a gently sloping
hill, one overlooking a river bed that is millions of years old, he patted the
ground down gently with his shovel to cover us.
He said between his tears that he would be glad to use
that same shovel to get you ready for your own grave. Don't worry about us any
longer. We are fine. We were frightened, and confused, and lonely for a short
while, but now we are at peace.
(Joe Barr;
Boopsie and her brother found outside of Uhland,TX on
Hwy 21, October, 2002)
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